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We affectionately dedicate this issue of 
The Tattler to 


in appreciation of her services and kindness 

during her ten years as a teacher at 

Williamsburg High School 


Williamsburg High School 

Editor-in-Chief, Allen Bisbee '35 

Assistant Editors, Raymond Bradford '35, Charles Warner '35 

Business Manager, Edwin Russell '35 

Assistant Managers, Albert Mosher '35, Walter Golash '36 

Associate Editors 
Sheila Swenson '36 Eleanor Wheeler '35 Marguerite Sabo '36 

Clifton Witt '36 Francis Packard '36 

1935 Class Motto 



Senior Class 

Class Roll 

Address of Welcome 

Class History 

Class Prophecy 

Prophecy on Prophetess 

Class Will 


Class of 1936 

Class of 1937 

Class of 1938 


We Should Like to See 

Songs Hits 

Pro Merito Society 

Debating Society 



Girls' Basketball 

New York Trip 

Alumni Notes 





In this day of speed, strife, and politics, 
we are likely to forget that great privilege 
and duty which is ours; namely, citizenship 
in the greatest country in the world. We 
all have great respect for the man or woman 
who has high ideals of citizenship. We be- 
lieve in him, we trust in him, and we look 
to him as a leader of the people. We, too, 
may command this respect if we live up to 
the ideals of good citizenship which are set 
before us, and take advantage of the train- 
ing which our high school course gives to us. 

As we step out into the world from school, 
we are likely to forget the important duty of 
citizenship which we assume at birth. We 
are so interested in the every day life of 
earning a living that we are inclined to for- 
get that duty which we owe to our govern- 
ment and the Constitution as a return for 
the benefits which they have bestowed upon 
us. Especially should we perform this duty 
because of our education, which nothing can 
take from us, and to which we gave nothing 
but our time and desire for knowledge. Per- 
haps we, as young people, do not realize the 
responsibility that is placed in our hands 
when we receive our diplomas. For, our 
education is made possible only by the tax- 
payers of the state and town. Our govern- 
ment has manifested its faith in us by ad- 
vancing the money necessary to pay for our 
education, expecting us to perform the duties 
of good citizens in return. If we use this 
invaluable tool for our own personal gains 
or for other purposes that involve our 
government in greater expense, or if we 
refuse to obey the laws which the state and 
nation have enacted for the welfare of the 
majority, we are violating our unwritten 
pledge to our government. 

We perhaps criticize the tax-paying public 
for failure to provide adequate equipment, or 
for insufficient athletic facilities, but we must 
realize that in a few years we too shall be 
paying our taxes for those school projects 
and we shall then be better able to under- 
stand the situation in which the taxpayer is 
placed. For no person desires to see his 
money spent on people who do not live up 
to his expectations. All the taxpayers ask 
in return for their investment is that we be 
the kind of citizens that are a credit to the 

community, the state and the country. To 
do this we must put into practice the duties 
of citizens: obedience to Law — that first 
and all important duty for our own welfare 
and that of the rest of the people; devotion 
to the Constitutions of our country and our 
state; and the use of suffrage privileges 
for "good government for a good govern- 
ment." Our government can be no more or 
no less than what we as individuals make it 
by that great instrument the ballot box. 

My fellow students, you and I have a 
trust to live up to, and a debt to repay in 
which we must not fail. 

— Allen Bisbee '35 


Music, so science proclaims, is the regular 
pulsation of beats, irregular pulsations being 
nothing more than noise. This definition 
tends to degrade the fineness of some of our 
noted compositions, and elevates the so- 
called "jazz" above them. It is quite evi- 
dent though, that many people like "noise," 
as is proved by the popularity of classical 
selections. And then of course, there are 
those who think that syncopation is superior 
because of its smoothness and rhythm. But 
regardless of which type they prefer, many 
more people should take up the study of 
music. It has a power, for those who under- 
stand it, to move the emotions deeply. One 
great quality is its ability to sooth distraught 
nerves. It seems to penetrate into the very 
soul and drive away all discouragement and 
fear. Music acts internally as water does on 
the surface; it purifies and sweetens. It 
brings on a lightness and gayness that is 
everyone's source of happiness. I can only 
say that until he has discovered the virtues 
of music, one is losing half of the romance 
of life. 

Raymond Bradford '35 


There is, perhaps, no subject which we as 
seniors need to think more about than how 
to get along peaceably with our fellow-men. 
To do this we must try to understand them 
and realize their good and bad points. 
Continued on Page 32 

The Senior Class 

ALLEN BISBEE Vice-President 

Secretary 3. Vice-President 4. Secretary Debating Society 
3. Vice-President Debating Society 4. Associate Editor 
Tattler 3. Editor-in-Chief Tattler 4. Debating 3. National 
Forensic League New England Oratorical Declamation 
Champion 4. N. F. L. Key 4. National Speech Tournament 
Entrant 4. National first prize in Journalism — Feature Story 
entry 4. Pro Merito. Class History. 

Since Allen won the typewriter, the Goshen mail carrier 
is sure of at least one letter every day. Never mind, Allen, 
it's good experience. 



President 3, 4. Vice-President Debating Society 3. Assist- 
ant Editor Tattler 3, 4. Pro Merito. Class Grinds. Address 
of Welcome. 

Ray has been our Chief Pilot for the last two years and 
has done a wonderful job of it. He has also been Viola's 
chief pilot. 


Treasurer 1. Class Plays 3. 

Here's hoping that Mary will be as successful in window 
climbing in the future as she was in the past. 


Class Play 3. 

We wonder if Helen will neglect her dancing career when 
she enters Northampton Commercial College. 



Augusta is one of the quiet members of the class, 
her why she likes to live on High Street. 



Although we welcomed Rodney into our class only this 
year, his ready smile has won many friends for him. 


Class Play 3. 

Doris' curt remarks have caused many bursts of laughter 
in the schoolroom. 


Class Plays .'$. 

We are told that Gertrude plans to be a nurse. Certainly 
there are people who would like to be her patient. 



We hear that Arabelle enjoys walking home after school. 
What's the reason? 


Class Secretary 4. Class Play 2. Pro Merito. Class Will. 

Dorothy has become interested in Orange. Is it the 
atmosphere or the people? 



Class Play 1. Secretary 1. Vice-President 2. Treasurer 
3, 4. Debating 3. Basketball 3. Associate Editor Tattler 3. 
Secretary Debating Society 4. Assistant Business Manager 
Tattler 4. Assistant Manager Baseball 4. N.F.L. District 
Tournament winner 4. National Speech Tournament 4. 
N.F.L. Key 4. 

Albert has served us faithfully as treasurer the past two 
years. We hope that he will be as successful in everything 
as he was in this. 


Class Play 2. 

Bessie's quiet ways have won many friends for her. She 
has worked hard through her four years of high school. 




Class Play 2. Debating 3. 

Hans is a very sound sleeper; so his roommates found 
out when they tried to get into their hotel room in New 


Basketball 1. 

Does Lena plan to be a sailor? Perhaps she has lost 
courage since the boat trip. 


Class Play 2. 

Catherine has the ability to write very interesting 
poems. As yet we haven't seen any poem "To Don." 


Secretary A. A. 2. Secretary Class 2. Prize Speaking 
Contest 2. Vice-President 3. Editor-in-Chief Tattler 3. 
Executive Committee of Debating Society 4. Business Manager 
Tattler 4. Pro Merito. Class Oration. 

Although Edwin is a Pro Merito member he has found 
time for those afternoon rides in the Buick. Of course you 
know what the attraction is. 



Debating 3, 4. 

Vernon has been with us only two years, but he has 
certainly pepped things up with his witty remarks during 
that time. 


Class Treasurer 2. Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4. Basketball Mana- 
ger 2. Basketball Captain 4. Executive Committee of Debating 
Society 3, 4. Class Play 2. Pro Merito. Class Prophecy. 

During her four years of high school, Evelyn certainly 
has shown her ability to conquer all subjects. Everything 
seems very "sunny" in her life. 


Although a new member of the class she has made many 
friends through her cheerful ways. 


Class Play 2. 

We understand Catherine is going to collega in Provi- 
dence next year. Did she meet someone there on the way 
to New York? 




Class Play 2. Baseball 3, 4. Basketball 4. Track 1. Class 
Orchestra 3. 4. 

If we all went shopping the way Henry does we would 
never get that for which we started. Never mind Henry, 
a raincoat will do more good than a saxaphone. 


Class President 1. Baseball 1, 2. 3. Basketball 2. Debating 
3. President Debating Society 4. N.F.L. New England 
Dramatic Declamation Champion. National Speech Tourna- 
ment Entrant. N.F.L. Key. High Honor, Quill and Scroll 
Editorials. Pro Merito. Class Oration. 

We hear that Charlie is going to Amherst next year. 
Success to you, Charlie, not only at Amherst but also in 
your trips to and from Chesterfield. 


Otis is our only representative from Goshen. We are 
sure that if he keeps up his poetical ability he will be 
another Longfellow. 


Secretary of Pro Merito Society 4. Class Play 2. Pro 
Merito. Prophecy on the Prophetess. 

We sincerely hope that Eleanor's success in music will 
continue into the future. 



Class Roll 

Evelyn Rustemeyer* 

Charles Warner** 

Allen Bisbee* 
Raymond Bradford* 
Mary Coogan 
Helen Demerski 
Augusta Emerson 
Rodney Galbraith 
Doris Hayden 

*Pro Merito and Honor 
**Pro Merito and High Honor 


Gertrude Heath 
Arabelle Knox 
Dorothy Metz* 
Albert Mosher 
Bessie Muraski 
Hans Nietsche 
Lena Niewiadomski 
Catherine Paul 

Edwin Russell** 
Vernon Russell 
June Tennyson 
Catherine Vining 
Henry Waite 
Otis Webb 
Eleanor Wheeler * 

Address of Welcome 
Class History 
Class Prophecy 
Prophecy on the Prophetess 
Class Will .... 
Class Grinds 

Class Night 

Raymond Bradford 

Allen Bisbee 

Evelyn Rustemeyer 

Eleanor Wheeler 

Dorothy Metz 

Raymond Bradford 

Graduation Night 

Oration — "American High Schools — Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow 
Oration — "L-I-F-E" 

Edwin Russell 
Charles Warner 

Address of Welcome 

Parents, Teachers, and Friends: 

The Class of 1935 has given me the honor 
of welcoming you this evening to our class 
night exercises. 

As we pause here a short while tonight, 
before entering upon the great adventures 
of our lives, we are able to understand more 
fully the value of the support and coopera- 
tion which you gave us, during those per- 
plexing years when false ambitions have 
tended to lead us astray. We take this 
opportunity to express our gratitude and 

sincere appreciation for the encouragement 
with which you have lighted our way 
toward the true ideals and high standards 
that hereafter will serve to guide us. 

We have looked forward to this — our 
Class Night for four years. Tonight, our 
anticipations are realized and so — to the 
parents with their understanding, to the 
teachers with their patience, and to the 
friends with their loyalty which has been an 
unlimited source of inspiration, the class of 
1935 extends its cordial welcome. 



Class History 

Mr. President and Friends: No doubt you 
are all thinking. "Class History! Well, this 
will be dry — but let's hope it won't be too 
long! I don't blame you. I've felt that way 
myself. However, having been elected class 
historian, my responsibilities rest heavily 
upon me - yet. I shall try to complete an 
accurate account of the doings of the Class 
of "35 within an hour and a half! 

In the course of the year, the seasons roll 
on — with Spring the freshest of them all. 
So it is with high school classes. Thirty - 
four Freshmen — in the fall of 1931. entered 
this high school — green as the grasses upon 
which the blighting glances of upperclass- 
men and teachers had not yet fallen. 

The school authorities had sized up our 
class as needing especial attention — you 
can take that tux> ways — and so had hired 
five teachers for the first time in the history 
of the school. Mr. Edward Foster. Miss 
Louise Fisher, and Mr. Gosta Stene were as 
new to the school as the class of '35. while 
Miss Dunphy and Mrs. Warner returned to 
carry on the work of past years. 

Of course we knew all the details of 
parliamentary procedure, but we didn't want 
to hurt Phil Cook's feelings, so we called 
him in while we elected the following class 
officers: President. Charles Warner: Vice- 
President. Raymond Bradford: Secretary. 
Albert Mosher: and Treasurer. Mary 

Having survived the usual hazing and 
Freshman Reception, we settled down to 
live up to our motto — which by the way 
we chose last February - "Perseverance 
Leads to Success". . . Of course this re- 
quired strict attention to studies with few 
evenings out. Some different from this year! 

Coach Foster — realizing the major league 
possibility of Warner and Otis — eagerly 
gave them positions on the baseball team! 
And how our freshmen girls rooted for these 

Thus the Springtime rolled by and we 
entered upon the summer of our course. 
Our mental powers greater in our own 
mlilimlMHI than in that of our teachers 
were opening into fuller bloom. Although 
the cultivation of our minds was harder in 

this, our Sophomore year, the seeds well 
sown in the Springtime were developed 
under the guidance of Miss Dunphy. Mrs. 
Warner. Mr. Foster and our new teach) 
Miss Mary Walsh and Mr. Bernard Cooney. 
and later Mr. Robert Tetro. 

An entirely new set of officers were elected 
with James Malloy as president. Albert 
Mosher, vice-president: Edwin Russell, 
secretary: and Evelyn Rustemeyer. trea- 

The Freshmen Reception could be en- 
joyed more by our class this year as w? had 
a hand in putting those infants in their 

This year the girls' and boys' basketball 
teams were each favored by the presence of 
two famous players from our class. Evelyn 
Rustemeyer and Charles Warner. 

Later in the year, some of our class took 
part in the musical comedy. "Spanish 
Moon." and later still in the minstrel show. 
Minstrel Chuckles." Thus having set an 
example of the studious and strenuous life, 
we completed our Sophomore year and the 
seasons rolled on to a gorgeous Autumn. 

As the Autumn with its brilliant foliage 
and luscious fruit brings in the harvest, so 
we, as Juniors, began to reap the rewards of 
our work in the previous years. This year, 
the school authorities decided to drop the 
fifth teacher because the members of the 
class of '35 were so brilliant that they no 
longer needed him! 

The officers were: President, Raymond 
Bradford: Vice-President. Edwin Russell: 
Secretary. Allen Bisbee: Treasurer. Albert 
Mosher. Our President shone most brilliant- 
ly as chairman of Junior Prom, which, of 
course, was the best one ever held in "Burgy 

Several boys of our class surprised us all 
by their musical ability and especially by 
their perseverance in practice, and brought 
much distinction to our class when they 
organized a Junior Class Orchestra. 

This year our class had three members in 
basketball: Albert Mosher. Maude Osmore 
and Evelyn Rustemeyer. 

This was also the Juniors' year for de- 
bating, three of our members. Albert 



Mosher, Charles Warner, and Allen Bisbee, 
taking part in interscholastic debates against 
Smith School and Hopkins Academy. 

As Juniors, with most of the rest of the 
school, we went to Greenfield and later to 
Springfield to hear our school champion, 
Viola Mason, in the Western Massachusetts 
Oratorical Contest. 

As the gorgeous leaves of autumn scatter 
and fall, so we put off our gay and festive 
ways and settled down to the serious business 
of being "dignified seniors." 

The four teachers of our Junior year re- 
mained, not daring to trust such geniuses 
to any new and inexperienced members of 
their profession. 

Raymond Bradford continued as presi- 
dent, and Albert Mosher as treasurer. 
Allen Bisbee was elected vice-president and 
Dorothy Metz, secretary. 

This year our orchestra became estab- 
lished — Albert Mosher, violin; Raymond 
Bradford, banjo; Henry Waite, accordion; 
Robert Otis, drums; and, off and on, Elmer 
Litchfield, guitar. These boys earned much 
money for our class trip by a series of dances. 
They were also invited to play for such 
organizations as the Women's Club and the 

Our class was represented in athletics by 
Evelyn Rustemeyer, captain of the Girls' 
Basketball team; Henry Waite, on the 
boys' basketball team; and Henry Waite 
and Robert Otis on the baseball diamond. 

Vernon Russell won first place in an 
intramural debate on the N.R.A. and so 
became a member of one of the inter- 
scholastic debating teams. 

We continued the Peace Projects begun 
last year and were rewarded by receiving a 
certificate of honor from the National 
Student Forum on the Paris Pact. 

Several of us, following the suggestions of 
the Tercentenary Committee that we should 
bring the value of high school education to 
the attention of our townspeople, entered 
literary contests and news examinations — 
Allen Bisbee winning national honors and 
Charles Warner winning state honors in 
these contests. 

After strenuous endeavors to raise enough 
money for a Washington trip without 
burdening the townspeople, our class had to 
become reconciled to a four-day trip to New 
York. Sixteen of us with Mr. Foster as 
chaperon, made the trip which will be long 

In the summer of 1934, W.H.S. was in- 
vited to enter the New England District 
Speech Tournament of the National Forensic 
League. After consulting the three Seniors 
who were eligible because of their inter- 
scholastic debating, it was decided to accept 
this invitation. The tournament was sched- 
uled for November but was not finally held 
until the last week in April. The boys came 
home with two firsts and a second — New 
England honors which entitled them to enter 
the National Speech Tournament of the 
N.F.L. which was held in Kent, Ohio. With 
the enthusiasm and financial aid of the 
townspeople to encourage them, and with 
Mr. Foster acting as their coach and chap- 
eron, they motored to Kent. They did their 
best, but evidently this was not New 
England's year to win. However, this new 
field of extra-curriculum activity brought 
much honor to W.H.S. and the class of '35. 

And now we come to the end of our Senior 
year — the winter of our high school course. 
Soon we shall start again as Freshmen 
this time in the Spring of our life-work . . . 
confident that this class of '35 will graduate 
from it all at last . . . with honors. 

— Allen Bisbee '35 

Class Prophecy 

'Twas in the year 1952, that I decided to 
take a trip to Mars in a stratosphere balloon. 
I secured a timetable and was looking over 
the various stops which the balloon would 
make, when I spied the name Williamsburg. 
What luck! I would have a chance to see 

my native town on my journey. I packed 
my bag and took a taxi. Great was my sur- 
prise upon entering the balloon to find that 
the pilot was a woman. She was introduced 
as MISS ELLA C. VINING, and I imme- 
diately recognized my old friend Catherine 



She was a very successful young woman and 
airships did not seem to affect her in the 
same way as steamers did in high school 

Our first stop was at Hartford and was 
uneventful. The second stop was in dear 
old Burgy, and when we arrived, we floated 
down in the midst of a great celebration, 
honoring the anniversary of the marriage of 
WEBB. The chief speaker of the day was 
none other than CHARLES WARNER. 
As it happened, he had just begun a very 
serious oration on the topic, "The Attrac- 
tions on Petticoat Hill," with which he 
seemed very familiar. I met several other 
of my friends here, but since our time was 
limited, we were soon on our way. There 
was only one more stop in Pittsfield and 
then our journey really began. 

Upon my arrival, I was surprised to see 
the advancement which was evident in the 
civilization of Mars. Beauty shoppes, 
stores, schools, houses, railroads, and numer- 
our other places of business could be seen on 
every side. After establishing myself at the 
hotel, my first trip was to the beauty 
shoppe. There to my surprise, I found 
ALLEN BISBEE who was now an expert 
hairdresser. Probably he just had to make 
patterns of his own curly locks. His assist- 
ant, the manicurist, look familiar, and upon 
closer examination I discovered that he was 
EDWIN RUSSELL, who apparently had 
been successful in practicing on Marjorie's 

When I entered the hotel, I met the 
manager who was a platinum blonde with 
twinkling brown eyes. This coloring was so 
unusual, that I was forced to look twice to 
recognize MARY COOGAN. She greeted me 
in a loud, booming voice which frightened 
me at first. 

That evening I attended the theatre. It 
was a beautiful place, far exceeding my 
expectations. The picture was very good, 
and I was enjoying it immensely, when the 
heroine entered. She was a beautiful, dark 
young women, and she instantly began mak- 
ing love to the hero. I nearly jumped out of 
my seat, and could hardly believe my eyes. It 
could n i 1,.-, yet it was, AUGUSTA EMER- 
SON. I managed to calm myself until the 
movie was over. An orchestra, beautifully 
COfltumed, appeared on the stage, with their 

good-looking leader — whom do you sup- 
pose - - RODNEY GALBRAITH, in per- 
son. He had wonderful rhythm and tap- 
danced beautifully. I could readily see that 
he had taken advantage of the able training 
given him for 15c a lesson by our high 
school orchestra. 

It seemed to me that two surprises were 
enough for one evening, but when the third 
came, I was almost overcome. ELEANOR 
glided onto the stage. They were doing one 
of the most beautiful ball room dances 
that I had ever seen. How superb they 
looked as they danced and swayed to the 
music! After the show there were many 
greetings and much conversation. The end 
came soon, however, and I found myself 
back at the hotel. 

In the morning I left the hotel early, in 
order to do as much sight-seeing as possible. 
Not far from town, I saw a group of build- 
ings. Upon inquiring I learned that it was 
a very strict girls' school. I entered a neat 
but plain office, and faced a bespectacled, 
middle-aged woman. She was very stern 
and wore nose glasses which looked so 
familiar. On the edge of the desk was a 
"Good morning, madam," I said. "May I 
make a tour of your school?" She looked up, 
and then beneath several frowns, I recognized 
DOROTHY METZ, who could never keep 
quiet. She personally conducted me through 
the school, which really was a lovely place. 
In the back was a playground, and a group 
of girls were playing basketball in middies 
with long sleeves and bloomers which ex- 
tended below their knees. Their coach was 
a rather stout woman, who, in spite of her 
excess weight, could move very quickly. 
"Do you remember ARABELLE KNOX?" 
asked Dot. There was Arabelle, puffing and 
overheated coming toward me. After 
chatting a while with them, I continued on 
my way. 

Not far from town was a huge park. Group 
after group of people hurried past, seemingly 
bent on important business. I entered the 
park, following the crowd, and soon reached 
a platform. On the platform were several 
women, and above it was a large sign, 
"Federation of Unmarried Women Formed 
for the Purpose of Expelling All Men from 
Mars." Just as I came within hearing 



distance, one woman began to speak. 
There was a microphone book-up on the 
stage, and I could hear the speech very 
well. When she finished the woman sat 
down, and the chairman said, "You have 
the president of our federation, and now I 
take great pleasure in introducing MISS 
CATHERINE PAUL, who will speak on 
the topic, "Utopia — Mars Without Men." 

As I made my way through the crowd, I 
noticed still more people hurrying in another 
direction and so I followed. It seemed as if 
I walked for miles — but I don't suppose I 
did — until I reached another platform. This 
undoubtedly was a political gathering, 
judging from the banners. When I looked 
at them closely, I became more interested. 
On the blue banners were the words 
the red "VOTE FOR TENNYSON." These 
names sounded familiar and I pressed 
closer to get a good look at the candidates 
who were seated on the platform. They 
were my old classmates BESSIE 
preparing to make sensational political 
speeches which would be heard all over the 
world. Well, — miracles do happen. 

My next visit was to the radio broad- 
casting station. I entered one of the broad- 
casting rooms and beautiful music greeted 
my ears. The world famous GERTRUDE 
were singing a duet. I felt quite honored in 
being personally acquainted with two great 
radio stars. 

I was walking along the street in the 
direction of the hotel, when I saw a very 
becoming gown in a store window. I en- 
tered the store and asked to be shown the 
dress. I looked at the price tag first to be 
sure that it was within my means, and was 
astonished to see the words, "Designed by 
HENRY WAITE." Imagine Henry Waite 

designing women's clothing! Needless to 
say I bought the dress. 

As I went along with the box under my 
arm, I saw coming an aged minister. "Good 
afternoon, sir," I said upon meeting him. 
He looked up, and gazed at me question- 
ingly for a few minutes. We recognized 
each other at the same time. The aged 
minister was HANS NIETSCHE, who 
appeared older than he really was, in his 
somber garments. 

When I at last arrived at the hotel, I 
found Mary arguing with a traveling sales- 
man. The back of his head looked familiar 
but when I saw his face, there was no longer 
any doubt in my mind concerning his iden- 
tity. It was ALBERT MOSHER, who was 
selling oil burners. He had plenty of ex- 
perience with oil burners in high school but 
had very hard luck selling at least one of 

Upon arriving in my room, I sat down near 
the window gazing into space. A parade was 
coming down the street. Several women's 
organizations filed past and the men fol- 
lowed. One of the organizations which I 
noticed particularly was the Masons, be- 
cause of their little white aprons. At their 
head was the Worshipful Master, and there 
was something familiar about him. As luck 
would have it the procession halted in front 
of the hotel, and I had a chance to study 
him more closely. My suspicions were 
correct for it was RAYMOND BRADFORD 
who had joined this organization so that he 
might not lose fond memories of one who 
had been very dear to him. She, however, 
had married another man. 

That night, when at last I turned out 
the light, I thought with satisfaction of the 
success of the class of '35, and hoped that 
they would all live long and prosperous 

— Evelyn Rustermyer '35 

Prophecy on the Prophetess 

It was the year 1955. I was suffering from 
a nervous breakdown after teaching astron- 
omy at W.H.S. and so was taking a trip 
around the world for my health. I travelled 
in the central and southern parts of Europe, 

and at last reached the mysterious country 
of Egypt. 

As soon as I arrived in Egypt I knew 
exactly what I wanted to do, for I learned 
that not far from Cairo an archaeologist 



had discovered a buried city. So I had a 
guide go with me to the scene of the exca- 
vation. We rode on camels out on the 
desert for about four hours. It was early 
morning but even then the sun was very 
hot and the journey, tiresome. 

As we came in sight of our destination, 
we could see the natives busily digging. 
Drawing closer, it was obvious that they 

— very much excited — probably found 
another mummy. I thought to myself. How- 
ever, the natives were not nearly as excited 
as a woman who dashed wildly about. 
There was a gentleman standing at one 
side, who apparently took little part in the 
proceedings. He looked very melancholy 
and I immediately felt sorry for him. The 
guide told me that he was a professor of 
archaeology as was also his wife, who 
seemed to be taking charge of things. 

She really looked very funny hurrying 
here and there with her hair all on end and 
her skirts flying. Finally her husband 
walked up to her and said. "But. my dear. 
I wouldn't do . . He didn't get any 

further than that, for she immediately 
snapped. "Henry, no one has asked your 
opinion, so don't bother m 

She then walked hurriedly to one of the 
native boys and exclaimed. "Achmed. I 

thought I showed you how to do that." 
The boy trembled as he replied. "But the 
professor said . . ." "Never mind what the 
professor said." she interrupted, "you're 
taking orders from m«r 

Hours passed as the work progressed. I 
was fascinated by the woman's unceasing 
energy, for she shouted at the natives con- 
tinuously and seemed to be in several places 
at once. At last, after much labor on the 
part of the workmen, and much rushing 
about on the part of the Professor's wife, 
they unearthed a statue which apparently 
had guarded the entrance to a tomb. This 
created much more enthusiasm and even 
the professor began to think that he was 
going to be able to say a few words, for his 
wife, on seeing this marvelous find was 
speechless for about three seconds. How- 
ever, she squickly regained her voice and 
exclaimed again and again. "Oh Henry, 
isn't it in perfect condition. Just see those 
beautiful eyes and that perfect mouth." 

I finally determined to meet these extra- 
ordinary people who were successfully dis- 
covering ancient relics. I walked over to 
the woman, and began to introduce myself. 
The shock of recognizing Evelyn Rustemeyer 
was too great. I fainted. 

— Eleanor Wheeler 

Class Will 

We. the Senior Class of 1935 of Williams- 
burg High School. Town of Williamsburg. 
County of Hampshire. State of Massachu- 
I'nited States of America, being of 
unsound mind and memory as usual . do 
hereby make, publish, and declare this long- 
sought document to be our Last Will and 
Testament, hereby revoking any will or 
wills heretofore made by us. 

We have no directions to leave concerning 
our funeral, but we do hope that you will 
come to praise as well as to bury us. forgetting 
what trifling faults we may have had and 
remembering only our remarkable virtues. 

1. To the faculty we leave our sincere 
gratitude for all their untiring efforts, and 

[Kjlogize for any trouble 
may hfl ased. Furthermore, we hope 

that the next senior class will prove to be 
the model seni<- -re not. 

2. We leave several sets of boxing glove? 
to the Class of 1936 to help them decide 
the problem of "caps and gowns." 

3. To the Class of 1937 we leave our 
sincere hope that they will forget their silly 
pranks and assume the dignity of upper- 

4. To the Class of 1938 we leave our good 
luck. It made us what we are today and it 
certainly should satisfy them. 

5. Allen Bisbee wishes to leave his 
"blonde ringlets" to Thomas Coogan. 

leave to James Mollison. Ray- 
mond Bradford's studiousness and scholastic 
record . 

.' < oogan leaves the privilege of 

climbing out windows when doors seem too 
far away to Katherine Ozzolek. 



8. Helen Demerski wishes to leave her 
bottle of finger-nail polish (which must be 
almost empty by now) to Stella Demerski. 
Then, perhaps, while Stella is playing with 
her finger-nails she will forget about her 

9. To Joseph Soltys we leave a bottle of 
Augusta Emerson's "grow tall" medicine. 

10. Rodney Galbraith bestows his "noon 
dates" upon Walter Golash. 

11. We leave Doris Hayden's stubborness 
to any one who thinks he may profit by it. 

12. Gertrude Heath leaves her "con- 
tagious giggle" to Peggy McCloud. 

13. To Bernice Bickford, Arabelle Knox 
leaves her many foreign correspondents. 

14. Albert Mosher bestows his misleading 
appearance of innocence upon Francis 

15. Bessie Muraski wishes to leave her 
quiet voice to Vernon West. 

16. We leave Hans Nietsche's gaudy ties 
to Vardic Golash. 

17. Lena Niewiadomski leaves her 
knowledge of the map to Marguerite Sabo 
so that when the Juniors go on their trip 
Marguerite will know where she is. We 
imagine she will readily recognize Uxbridge. 

18. Christine Field is willed Catherine 
Paul's incurable habit of blushing. 

19. Edwin Russell leaves his knack of 
borrowing "an automobile" to Francis 

20. To James Stone we leave Vernon 
Russell's witty sayings. 

21. Evelyn Rustemeyer leaves to Henry 
Howe the privilege of courting Florence 
Lloyd during the next year. 

22. June Tennyson's cute ways are left 
to Margaret Lenihan. 

23. We leave Catherine Vining's love of 
fingerwaves to Annie Hathaway. 

24. Henry Waite wishes to leave his 
bluffing ability to Alice Dresser. 

25. John Walshe is willed Charles War- 
ner's skillful note-writing ability. 

26. To Howard Willson we leave Otis 
Webb's safety razor so he can better shave 
his "whiskers." 

27. Eleanor Wheeler says she has noth- 
ing to leave since her class ring is in usa. 

And lastly to the study body as a whole 
we leave our love of study, our dignity, our 
quiet behavior, and our drag with the 

And now in witness whereof, we, the 
Class of 1935, the testator, do hereby set 
our hand and seal to this document on this 
eighteenth day of June in the year of our 
Lord one thousand nine hundred and 


Dorothy Metz 

Huey Long 
Mickey Mouse 
Ed Wynn 

Class Grinds 

I've been selected by the class 
To put their characters in rhyme; 
And though I'm not a poet true 
I'll do my best, just give me time. 

Now we're around for all the fun 
And as a class we can't be tied. 
In cutting capers we forget 
That Seniors should be dignified. 

For all that we're a modest bunch, 
Take Allen Bisbee, and you'll find 
He never toots or blows his horn 
Except when he is left behind. 

And then there's Albert Mosher too 

Who likes a good time, as the rest. 

A little chap, but ne'ertheless, 

He wears a man sized cap you've guessed. 

There's Dorothy from Haydenville 
With smiles and wiles and charms to spare. 
She works and plays with equal zest, 
And doesn't seem to have a care. 

Charles loves to roam the nearby hills, 

And ever faithful at his side, 

A winsome figure, fit and fair, 

The girl he hopes to make his bride. 



- Edwin Russell likes to drive 
The Buick now and then you know. 
And when he gets it after school 
To Skinnerville he's bound to go. 

And next we've Evelyn Rustemeyer. 
Who has a technique of her own 
For plucking heart strings of young boys, 
strikes a very tender tone. 

There's Otis Webb, our Goshen lad. 
A big and powerful chap you know. 
Who stands way up above the rest. 
It seems he'll never cease to grow. 

. Eleanor has used her head. 
And picked with most decided care 
A boy who has both car and cash. 
They sure do make a model pair. 

Then Bessie we must not for^ 
Who never has a word to say. 
We hardly know that she's around. 
But will she always be that way'.' 

Ha -che likes to fool around. 

And in the lab he's had success 
In making compounds that explode. 
Which means another test tube less. 

June Tennyson joined our ranks last fall. 

And then with usual good luck 

She found the answer to her prayers. 

His name? Oh yes! They call him "Chuck. 

Now Gert and Catherine are alike 
In that they're modest, mild, and shy. 
They're both good sports as you can see. 
Let's hope their fame will go sky high. 

Lena hails from Chesterfield. 
And every day through snow or rain 
She's right on hand to earn her mar- 
So a diploma she'll attain. 

There's Rodney Galbraith who will be 
A master-mind to win high fame. 
He knows his acids, metals too. 
And atom is his middle name. 

This class would certainly be dead. 

If there weren't someone full of fun 

To snap things up. Now can't you guess? 

Yes. Mary Coogan is the one. 

Arabelle can play a bugle. 
And now we hear she's making plans 
To teach some fellow how to play, 
i duet they'll charm the fans. 

Henry's going to be a farmer 
And with some luck he can not fail. 
Already he has raised a calf. 
.Although it hasn't any tail. 

Augusta Emerson has said 

She'd tell us when love comes her way. 

Perhaps some Latin from afar 

Will run away with her some day. 

Helen Demerski's found a pal 
In Catherine Paul, and all year round 
Where one of these two friends is seen 
The other one will sure be found. 

Doris wants to be a nurse 
.And fool around with pills and things. 
But when she really starts to train. . . 
Well, we'll see what the future brings. 

Vernon Russell takes the cake 
For learning fast, but it's a shame 
'Cause since he's come back from New York 
He finds his old haunts pretty tame. 

And finally we've come to me. 
A bashful fellow who has tried 
To tell you in a bit of verse, 
The antics of the dignified. 

So now we bid you all farewell 
And pass along with gentle sigh 
And now that these four years are done 
We're going to miss old Burgy High. 

Raymond Bradford 



Class of 1938 

Violet Arnold's favorite car is a Packard. 
Zygmont Batura is a little (P)eggy over a 
certain girl. 

Ruth Black likes to hear the Coo(gan) of 
a dove. 

Lena Burt and Peggy McCloud have a 
fine time during last period passing notes. 

Roberta Colburn's favorite sweet is 

Thomas Coogan has hopes of getting 
Emily yet. 

We hear Stella Demerski is going to 
Smith School for her boy friend. 

Virginia Edwards gets along pretty well 
on sleigh rides with some people. 

Catherine Emerson, Mildred Carroll, and 
Marion Martin are the silent players of the 

Adam Golash is filled with Joy(al) when 
he sees Dorothy. 

Marcia Hobbs is full of Wit(t) and 

Why does Jeanette Lupien sit in the back 
seat with the boys during Civics class? 

Why does Elizabeth Knight roll her eyes 
whenever Warren Russell is looking at her? 

What was the attraction for Ruth Ellen 
Newell this winter while sliding? Ask the 
other party. 

Jennie Nurczyk feels a great deal better 
since Billy Howe moved to Haydenville. 

Ask Margaret why Stanley Pavelcsyk 
goes down South Main Street in Hayden- 
ville on Sunday. 

Elsie Pratt likes the song "I'll string 
along with you." 

Why does Helen Rosemarynoski like her 
new seat in Science class? 

We would like to see Mildred Sanderson 
in her room when the bell rings. 

James Stone is a little (N)ietsche over 

We wonder if Joe has found out what is 
the matter with the right ham? 

We wonder if Eleanor Swenson enjoys 
bursting in on Charlie and Sheila in Room I 
after school. 





h the following feature story Allen 
Bisbee '35 won the national first prize in the 
journalism contest conducted by Quill and 
Scroll, the international honor society for high 
school journalists. W. H. S. entered this con- 
test as part of its contribution to Tercentenary 
activities. —Editor's no 

"Are you going to Treadway's Dinner 
next week?" 

"Am I going to be ali. 

Thus did two rock-ribbed Republican 
town-committeemen of the Berkshire Hills 
express their interest in this event which 
naught but death could keep them from 

Twenty years ago. Allen Towner Tread- 
. candidate for Congressman from the 
First District of Massachusetts, sent invi- 
tations to the various Republican city and 
town committees in his district to attend a 
dinner and Republican "get-together" at 
Red Lion Inn. one of his hotels in Stock- 
bridge. This was before woman's suffrage 
and the guests, after a bountiful dinner at 
the Inn. adjourned to the Town Hall for the 
speaking. The principal speaker was the 
late Congressman Patrick H. Kelly of 
Michigan. Mr. Kelly attended several of 
the later gatherings and the older Republi- 
cans recall his "unique smile and powerful 
eloquence." The guests came to that first 
dinner wondering what new kind of political 
stunt this was going to be. Today, so 
famous have these dinners become, that 
everyone like the two men at the beginning 
of thus story knows exactly why he's there. 
For these dinners have become biennial 
events, preceding the Congressional elec- 
tions. These dinners are now held in 
Heaton Hall, his other Stockbridge hotel. 
Everyone is welcome regardless of position 
or ability - from the lowliest member of 
the committee of a cross-roads hamlet to the 
chairman of a large city committee. Once 
these guests came with horse and buggy: 
today, all sorts of horseless vehicles from 
Au-tin.- to Packards are parked along the 
lower driveway leading to this beautiful 
"house set on a hill." 

A j.'r>-;it many of the loyal party work- 
come early so that th. it with old 

acquaintances. Some will be found sitting 
on the wide hotel piazza, while others will 
be walking about the grounds — all revelling 
in the sight of the gorgeous colorings of a 
bright October day among the Berkshire 
Hills of Western Massachusetts. 

At the appointed hour all the guests, 
except those to whom especial honor is due. 
file into the spacious dining hall where their 
dinner is served in cafeteria style. Seated in 
the large hall, they wait until the dis- 
tinguished guests have entered and have 
been seated. Then all enjoy one of those 
delicious dinners such as only Heaton Hall's 
cuisine can prepare. The dinner served last 
October consisted of roast turkey with 
dressing, potatoes, salad, rolls, coffee and 
ice cream. 

After dinner comes the real treat for. 
hearty eaters as most of these committee- 
men and women of the Treadway District 
are. they would not come — some of them 
over one hundred miles — for physical re- 
freshment alone, their genial host, acting as 
chairman, introduces his distinguished guests 
with remarks — serious, witty, or deferen- 
tial, whichever best suits the individual or 
the occasion at hand. 

And what distinguished guests there have 
been! Here party workers have heard 
Calvin Coolidge. former President of the 
United States: such famous United State.- 
senators as Henry Cabot Lodge. Murray 
Crane, and Frederick Huntington Gillette 
who was also for many years Speaker of the 
House of Representatives: and last year, 
Senators White of Maine and Hastings of 
Delaware. The roster would also contain 
the names of many other well-known mem- 
bers of Congress and colleagues of Mr. 
Treadway. such as Congressman Hamilton 
Fish of New York and Congresswoman 
Edith Rogers of Massachusetts, who were 
among the speakers last year; former 
Secretary of Commerce Whiting, former 
Assistant Secretary of War Payne and 
"every Republican candidate for Governor 

Massachusetts for the last twenty years." 
Practically all the candidates for major 
offices from the Treadway District have 
been guests as well. 

It was on one of these occasions at Heaton 
Hall that the suggestion was first made that 



Calvin Coolidge should be a candidate for 
Lieutenant-Governor of Massachusetts — a 
suggestion whose far reaching results are so 
well known to all. At a later gathering, that 
dearly loved, but proverbially reticent 
Senator, Murray Crane, wrote a sincere 
endorsement of Coolidge for Governor upon 
the back of an envelope, as his speech of the 

So many happy memories were linked with 
these Treadway Dinners that, last year, 
Mrs. Grace Coolidge made her first public 
speech since her husband's death — a speech 
in which she pleaded for "a return to ideals 
of the fathers" and for a crusade to work for 
the election of "men of the calibre of Massa- 
chusetts' former Republican governors as 
leaders of the state." The Associated Press 
featured her remarks and she was besieged 
with requests fiom all over the country for 
other speeches. To this gathering was left 
the distinction of being the only group for 
whom she broke her accustomed silence with 
a political speech. 

Last year, also, Hamilton Fish — the 
Congressman from Franklin Roosevelt's 
district in New York State who has an- 
nounced that "his hat is in the ring" as a 
presidential candidate for 1936 — was one of 
the prominent speakers. 

After the distinguished guests have spoken, 
or at least have been introduced, an informal 
reception is held, where each worker may 
clasp the hand of the man or woman whom 
he hopes to help elevate to some state or 
national office. Meanwhile the Congress- 
man mingles with the crowd — betting one 
farmer a five dollar bill to a gallon of syrup 
that Mr. Blank will be elected; asking a 
teacher if schools closed down in Blanktown 
so that she could come; inquiring of a 
timid woman about a worker from her home 
town whom he notices is absent this year: 
asking a mother about her soldier son's well- 
deserved veteran's compensation which he 
had finally secured; or talking with a proud 
father about the son whom he recommended 
for Annapolis. 

When asked what he prided himself upon 
the most in his years of service, Congress- 
man Treadway promptly replied, "The 
little things I've done." Those constituents 
who have felt his power in Washington — 
fighting for the interests of his district, and 
his state, and his nation as minority leader 
on the most important committee of the 

House of Representatives, namely, the 
Ways and Means Committee know that 
there are many big things in which he might 
take pride as well. 

Before leaving, each guest takes one of the 
famous " Tread way-f or- Congress" yellow 
pencils — and, it is rumored, many take 
more than one. Campaign leaflets of other 
Republican candidates for office in Massa- 
chusetts are also distributed. With such an 
occasion for inspiration, what else would 
these guests naturally do but drive home 
feeling that no candidates can be as de- 
sirable as those in the Grand Old Party? 

-Allen Bisbee '35 


Sheila Swenson '36 won honorable mention, 
the highest state award, in Quill and Scroll's 
national contest for high school journalists, for 
the following interview. —Editor's note.) 

Within the last few decades a question has 
arisen in the minds of many: "What is 
woman's place in the modern business world? 
In what field is she most competent?" they 
ask. The position of women as bread- 
winners has gradually been accepted by 
even the most incredulous of males until at 
last the query is not "Shall women be re- 
ceived into fields of work outside the home?" 
but "Along which lines of labor is she most 
capable, most interested, and most willing to 
give abundantly of her life-energy in the 
endeavor to advance the work which she 
has chosen?" 

Earnestly desiring an answer from an 
experienced person, from someone "who 
knew," I succeeded in arranging an inter- 
view with Miss Clara Porter, a woman who 
had won the admiration and respect of the 
great banking minds of the country. A 
graduate of Smith College in the class of 
1906, for many years she held a position as 
an assistant secretary of the Guaranty 
Trust Company of New York City. At the 
time of the organization of its affiliate, the 
Guaranty Company, Miss Porter became 
interested in the selling of investment 
securities and was very successful as a 
woman pioneer in territory generally con- 
ceded to be the distinctive realm of men. 
Under the new banking laws, however, the 
Guaranty Company was forced to dissolve 
its connection with the bank and Miss 

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Porter turned to the insurance business as 
the investment field of the future. She is 
now selling insurance in the New England 
Mutual Life Insurance Company. 

In answer to my request for an interview, 
I was invited to her charming home in a 
dignified New York apartment house where 
gold-hraided doormen were stationed at 
every turn. At last I stood before her door 
and. my finger quivering with anticipation, 
pressed the bell. Miss Porter herself re- 
ceived me warmly and immediately I passed 
from the chill of disinterested New York 
into an atmosphere alive with hospitality. 
It was a spacious apartment and the dimly 
lighted living-room into which I was led 
was exquisitely furnished, its walls lined 
with well-thumbed books, and the whole 
pervaded by a sense of quiet culture. A 
davenport was drawn up before the open 
fire and on this she seated herself, a large 
bowl of pink lilies at her elbow. Although 
we had never met before, Miss Porter 
talked animatedly, making me feel at home 
at once, and before we had settled down to 
the subject at hand, we discussed several 
mutual friends and many of the news topics 
of the day. Small and vivacious, extremely 
smart, with her carefully groomed gray bob 
in charming contrast to her brilliant color 
and sparkling dark eyes, Miss Porter wore 
a Robin Hood green blouse that seemed 
to intensify the zest for living which radi- 
ated from her like electricity. I explained 
my purpose and after reiterating modestly 
that the bankers to whom I had spoken 
had exaggerated her ability as a business 
woman, she launched forth into an eager 
discussion of my original question. 

There were, Miss Porter said, three fields 
which seemed to her especially interesting 
to women in the light of today's develop- 
ments: Merchandising, Government Ser- 
vice, and the Insurance business. Merchan- 
dising and Department Store work in par- 
ticular have become complicated sciences, 
involving the use of psychology in all their 
phases, especially in arrangement and ad- 
\irtising, and here her feminine tact and 
intuition stand a woman in good stead. 
According to statistics. 75 of the buyers of 
men's hosiery and 90', of department store 
buyers in general are women. Miss Porler 
mentioned her friend, Miss Mary Lewis of 

Besl and Company, as an example of 

woman's outstanding success along this line. 

In many cases women have taken over the 
entire management of large concerns. Fo" 
instance, Mrs. Floyd Odium, wife of a New 
York investment broker, recently became 
interested in Bonwit Teller's of New York 
City and is now its president. Most women 
have an innate taste for clothes and many 
have developed great skill and knowledge of 
the business of designing them. 

The Depression with its steady trend 
toward centralizing control has brought 
government service very much to the fore — 
for women as well as for men. Miss Porter 
waxed eloquent as she cited the opportuni- 
ties which she felt lay here for those who 
have a tasie for such work. The concentra- 
tion of vast government agencies in the 
capitol city has created many new jobs and, 
since Washington is a delightful place in 
which to live, lucky are those in government 
employ. The compensation is not large but 
can be depended upon, for we can be sure 
that our Government will remain compara- 
tively stable no matter what new changes 
take place in the business world. More- 
over, at the end of years of service there is a 
retirement pension for government employ- 
ees. The Diplomatic Service, too, offers 
many inducements for people with wander- 
lust, the restless desire to see all corners of 
the earth. A natural flare for languages is 
an important qualification for such a posi- 

Having left the best until the last, as it 
were, Miss Porter now proceeded to talk of 
her latest love, the insurance business. With 
her mind trained to such things, she was 
quick to grasp the fact that insurance is the 
coming investment field. Retirement in- 
comes, annuities, business and partnership 
insurance, life insurance trusts, and group 
insurance are all forms of investment 
brought into being by the present economic 
changes and are vastly more worthwhile 
than many of our once cherished and now 
defunct bonds and stocks. Insurance is the 
one business which is based on a scientific 
fact and is not subject to the oft-mentioned 
laws of supply and demand nor to the 
ordinary "profit and loss." No matter what 
happens, people do go on dying and others 
grow up, marry, and start families for which 
they must provide, all this being governed 
by fundamental scientific laws. Insurance is 
unique in the fact that one gets out of it 
exactly what one puts in and thus nobody 



can be jealous of what the other fellow is 
receiving. Insurance companies point with 
great pride to the fact that every claim 
against them in these troubled times has 
been promptly paid in full. In fact, as an 
opportunity for Social Service, the selling of 
insurance holds first place. 

After this stimulating discussion of these 
three business opportunities — Merchan- 
dising, Government Service, and Insurance 
— Miss Porter went on to say that of course 
one's choice of a life work is necessarily 
ruled by personal tastes and talents as well 
as by the situations open and at hand. 

With a chuckle and a wink, Miss Porter 
closed her remarks by saying that although 
a business career is most interesting and 
profitable and the combination of a home 
and business perfect, if attainable, when all 
is said and done, nothing is more satisfying 
to a woman than a family and home of her 

Out interview was at an end . . . And still 
under the spell of her vivid personality and 
with the fragrance of the lilies lingering in 
my memory, I was ushered out again by the 
resplendent doorman into the New York 
City night. 

— Sheila Swenson '36 


{Charles Warner '35 won honorable mention, 
the highest state award in Quill and Scroll's 
national contest, for three editorials. "Faith" 
and "4-H" have already appeared in "The 
Tattler." The third was "Be Prepared."— 
Editor's note.) 

This motto of the Boy Scouts and the 
Girl Scouts is one of great importance and 
dates back into the pages of history. It is 
also one that has had and will continue to 
have a marked influence upon the condition 
of our country. 

George Washington exemplified the worth 
of this motto in all of his undertakings, 
especially in his attacks upon the enemy. 
This was evidenced by his surprise attack 
on the Hessians at Trenton that Christmas 
night when they were intoxicated and off 
their guard. To be prepared was his fore- 
most thought when Cornwallis' army and 
his own were separated by only a creek, 
with Cornwallis expecting "to bag the fox 
in the morning." 

Perhaps an equally striking example of 
preparedness in Washington's time was that 
of the Minute-Men. They were ready to 
drop their work, to fight, and perhaps to die 
for their country just as soon as they re- 
ceived word of battle. 

Nearly a century later, the value of this 
same watchword was exemplified in the 
actions of another great leader. When 
Abraham Lincoln was sixteen years of age 
he was keenly interested in becoming a 
lawyer. For, through this profession, he 
hoped to realize his ambition to become the 
President of the United States. With this 
in mind, he said, "I shall study and get 
ready and then maybe my chance will 

There is one episode, among the many 
in his life, that has an especial appeal. When 
only twenty-one years of age, he piloted a 
flatboat down the Mississippi. Upon his 
arrival at New Orleans, he saw men and 
women being sold in a slave market. He 
said to John Hanks, his only companion on 
the trip, "If ever I get a chance to hit that 
institution, I will hit it and hit it hard!" 

In these examples of two great men, the 
Youth of America may well find their guide 
to success and by following it, may, as 
behooves good Scouts, always — 

"Be Prepared." 

— Charles Warner '35 


An Interview 

"Grace Morrison Poole — No wonder 
nearly three million club women all over 
our broad land are proud to call her Presi- 

This was my thought after I had accom- 
panied this charming woman in the taxi, 
into the station, and almost onto the moving 
train in an attempt to complete an interview 
whose hour had been shortened to minutes 
due to a changed train schedule. Yet not 
once did this lecturer, traveler, and brilliant 
leader of America's club women falter in 
her answers to my eager questions about the 
General Federation of Women's Clubs. 

Would that many other young women 
might, like myself, have their understanding 
of the real mission of the General Federation 
made clearer and their desire to do their bit 


quickened by this lady's abounding enthu- 
siasm for her work. This was my ardent 
desire as I tried to note the wonderful oppor- 
tunities which she told me that the organi- 
zation offered for young women. Our brief 
and frequently interrupted interview, taking 
the form of questions and answers, ran thus: 

Q. What are the opportunities in federated 
club work for young women in their 'teens 
or early twenties who are just out of high 
school or college? 

A. There are many, whether they join 
the long established Woman's Club or the 
mwer type of Junior Club. 

Q. How could these young women be of 
service in an old established club? 

A. By devoting their energies and en- 
thusiasms to whichever of the widely diver- 
sified departments appeal to them most. 
These departments include: American Citi- 
zenship, American Home, Education, Fine 
Arts, International Relations, Public Wel- 
fare, Legislation and Junior Membership. 

Q. What are the advantages of the Junior 
Clubs over the Senior? 

A. In many cases there are none, in 
small or over-organized communities, it is 
much better for the women — young and 
old — to work together in one strong group. 
On the other hand, many communities have 
shown a real need for the Junior Clubs. Our 
major departments are all open for the 
Juniors but usually each club emphasizes 
t he work of only two or three of these. A 
few examples will show you how our Juniors 
met their challenges last year: 

In Illinois, where these Junior Clubs have 
a membership of seven thousand, they have 
raised large sums of money and given them 
to children's hospitals, infant welfare sta- 
tions, and orphanages. To these the Juniors 
have also contributed a vast amount of 
home-made articles and canned goods. 

One of the large clubs runs a Children's 
Theatre where actors, director, scenic artists, 
eostumers, and authors are all members of 
the cluh. Last summer, they gave one of 
their plays in the Enchanted Island Theatre 
at the Century of Progri 

North Carolina's Juniors emphasize baby 
clinics, day nurseries, night schools, and 
summer continuation schools. 

The New Mexico Junior Clubs are making 
an intensive study of the history of their 

state for both scientific record of the pasl 

and a source of inspiration to citizens of the 

New Jersey's younger women have em- 
phasized the so-called "talking-books" for 
the blind, little theatre tournaments, and 
state-wide choral contests. 

Q. In what part of the United States is 
club work strongest and why? 

A. Unquestionably in the Midwest, al- 
though I cannot say definitely why. It may 
be that the pioneer spirit which leads these 
women west has influenced them to step 
out of the home and take a definite part in 
civic affairs. It may be that fewer oppor- 
tunities for other types of social, cultural, 
and educational contacts are available, or 
it may be that the remoteness from the 
very large population centers — yet not the 
extreme isolation of the very far west — 
have been contributing factors. 

Q. How do you account for the growth 
of the Federation? 

A. Starting from a small group in New 
York in 1890, it has grown to nearly three 
million — because, I believe, there have been 
practically no restrictions for the member- 
ship — such as ancestry, religion, or political 
affiliations. Most of our members are 
women of the middle class who have a real 
desire to become better trained for citizen- 
ship and community work. 

Due to the short period of time, the 
answer to the following question was secured 
through correspondence. 

Q. Is there anything else concerning the 
Federation or yourself about which you 
would like the young women readers of our 
National High School Weekly, The Scholastic, 
to be informed? 

A. During my administration, the Feder- 
ation has been represented by its President 
on the Consumer's Advisory Board of 
N.R.A., on the Attorney General's Ad- 
visory Committee on Crime Control and 
Prevention, and on the National Woman's 
Committee of the Mobilization of Human 
Needs. The National Organization of Club 
Women has co-operated with the Depart- 
ment of Justice in its work for Crime 
Control and Prevention. The committee 
of which I am a member is studying, among 
other subjects, the criminal tendencies of 
modern youth. The Federation has stimu- 
lated hetter legislation in regard to pure 
foods and drugs; it has conducted forums 



on such controversial questions as Unem- 
ployment Insurance, Old Age Pensions, and 
Birth Control; and it has been represented 
on radio weekly interviews with the Agri- 
cultural Adjustment Administration, and in 
weekly Art broadcasts; and, finally, has 
set up a Committee on Standardization to 
co-operate with the United States Bureau 
of Standards in working out standards for 
staple articles based upon consumer speci- 

Mrs. Poole has but three months more as 
leader of the club women of America. May 
she accomplish all that she desires and may 
her successor "carry on" the club work for 
the "Enrichment of Life through a Better 
Adjustment of Human Relations." 

— Florence Lloyd '36 


How well we remember him! What 
strength of character, what nobility of pur- 
pose, and what homely virtues are brought 
to mind at the mention of his name. 

Let us study his portrait and analyze his 
character through his face, that we may find 
how closely it tallies with what we have 
learned of him from his actions. 

His eyes claim our attention first. Deep- 
set, they show a vision that has been fostered 
by an alert mind, — for Coolidge was a man 
of vision, although it was not always ap- 
parent. He was one who kept his ideas and 
plans to himself until they had become fully 
matured and had been carefully analyzed 
in his own mind. As we gaze intently at 
him, can we not see in his eyes the faint 
twinkle that depicts the quaint humor and 
ready wit for which he was so widely noted? 
Can we not see the crow's-feet that show 
how human he was in his feelings, although, 
at times, his cares threatened to displace 

In his mouth, we see the firmness, the 
clear-cut lines, and the determination of a 
leader. He was, at times, severely stern. 
His career would not have been what it 
was, were it not for this characteristic. It 
seems that we can fairly hear him speaking 
those words which, as many an historian 
has stated, placed him in the Presidency. 
Those words of Coolidge, as governor, 
"There is no right to strike against the 
public safety by anybody, anywhere, any- 

time" were addressed to Samuel Gompers, 
President of the American Federation of 
Labor, when the police of Boston went on 
a strike. In them the stern realization of his 
power and of his duty was beautifully ex- 

Does this high brow not speak of his 
intelligence, his breeding and his education? 
His beliefs, at times homely but always 
sincere, were characteristic of the Vermont 
hills and country from which he came. 

Notice the poise and calm in his counte- 
nance and bearing. It was such qualities as 
these that made him so distinctive in a 

This eulogy, given at Lincoln's death-bed, 
might apply to Calvin Coolidge as well: 
"Now he belongs to the ages." 

Is it any wonder that his neighbors in the 
simple Vermont town whence he came, the 
people in this Old Bay State, whom he 
served and loved so well, and finally, the 
citizens of this nation as a whole mourned 
the passing of such a man? It has been 
said that his life symbolizes these words of 
the Scripture: 

"Thou hast been faithful over a few 
things. I will make thee ruler over many." 

— Charles Warner '35 


"This is the last ride on this old bus for 
me," cried Henry Newton. Three others 
yelled "Rahs." Six of these sixteen pupils 
were to graduate from high school that 
afternoon. The grade school children were 
telling their plans for the summer, while the 
graduates were planning their future. 

Henry Newton, sticking out his chest, 
boasted, "I'm going to be a sports writer 
for a newspaper and go south every year." 

Jane Meredith said, "I'm going to New 
York to learn to be a milliner and then enter 
my Aunt Jane's shop there." She was very 
clever with her hands, but could learn little 
from books. 

The twin's turn came next, Robert and 
Roger Clark, sons of well-to-do parents. 
"I'm going to go to Harvard and be a 
lawyer like my father," Roger was heard to 
say. His twin, who was quiet and shy, 
murmured, "I'm going to go to the State 
College for a few months and take up 
farming." His classmates scoffed at him 


and some even laughed. He was going to 
study a subject natural to that part of the 
state. Farming and fishing were the chief 
occupations of this small town. Stoneham, 
on the Maine coast. 

A loud high-pitched voice suddenly ex- 
claimed. 'I'm gonna be a movie actress." 
This belonged to the belle of the class, 
Mona Leach. Mona turned around and sar- 
castically said. "What are you gonna do, 
Beverly. 1- " "Weed onions or fish lobsters?" 

Beverly Hanks said nothing. Much hurt 
by the words, she sat in her place, for her 
father, a fisherman, earned very little. He 
was very dear to her, especially since her 
mother had died when she was very young. 
She had planned to do great things- — to be a 
newspaper writer or an author. Evidently 
her fate was to keep house for her father. 

As the bus stopped with a jar, everyone 
climbed out. The morning was spent in 
decorating the two-roomed schoolhouse with 
the two teachers as directors. They worked 
hard and fast, so that noon was upon them 
before they were prepared. Everyone ate in 
silence as they were beginning to get ner- 
vous over their graduation exercises. 

The school was filled with farmers and 
fishermen and their wives. Some had 
walked, while others had come in their 
old buggies. 

Suddenly a stranger walked in. The room 
was silent and the graduation exercises 
began. The superintendent welcomed the 
parents and friends; each pupil, rather 
frightened, went through each part well. 
Each seemed to have a note of awe and 
finality in their voices. 

When they had finished, the strange man 
of the group rose and the superintendent 
introduced him to the graduates and 
parents as Mr. Bass. He was a tall, dark 
man, rather friendly looking. Everyone 
was quiet and each graduate held his 
breath, for this was a real honor to Stone- 

"Friends," he began, "it Ls my pleasure 
to bring the news to the townspeople of 
Stoneham that a graduate of their High 
School has won first prize in the Journalist 

This had been quite forgotten by the 

-indents. A few months before .James P. 

■ and Company, the largest newspaper 

company in the state, had been the sponsors 

..f ■ journalist contest. The first prize was 

a year's instruction in the science of journal- 
ism and a position in a newspaper office; 
the second prize was a hundred dollars, 
and third, ten dollars. Six articles had been 
entered from Stoneham High School. Of 
these, the class had agreed that Henry 
Newton's was the best. 

People were leaning forward eagerly to 
hear the winner's name. To the great 
surprise of everyone, especially Henry 
Newton, the speaker finished by saying, 
"Miss Beverly Hanks has been chosen the 
winner." Everyone applauded and came 
forward to congratulate her. 

To be a newspaper writer was her decided 

— Augusta Emerson '35 


Henry James lay in an old shell hole, 
in Flanders. He must have been shell 
shocked because he couldn't seem to re- 
member why he was there. He couldn't 
recall having been drafted, and he couldn't 
possibly have volunteered. Anyway, there 
he was, and the surroundings looked little 
like his home town in Indiana. 

He raised his head cautiously above the 
edge of the crater. The fitful flashes on the 
horizon looked ominous. Glancing to the 
left, he saw nothing but holes and barbed 
wire. To the front and right lay his own 
trenches. He had been near the extreme 
rear of the line during the last battle. When 
the orders came to stop advancing, he had 
dropped into the nearest hole, only about 
twenty feet from the trenches. What a 
battle it had been! Men had been mowed 
down like grass, by the withering fire of the 
German machine guns. The losses were 
terrible, and the worst of it was that the 
next morning the Big Drive was to be 
started. This time he would be in the front 
line, not the rear. He shuddered and 
started to crawl slowly toward his place in 
the trenches. He reached his goal in safety. 

Two hours later an officer came by. His 
only words were significantly, "Remember, 
boys, — at 6:30!" The artillery had opened 
a barrage, and the Germans were replying 
with great vigor. The time passed as if on 
wings; 6:25 came, and all along the line 
came the sound of fixing bayonets and of 
adjusting straps. Suddenly the whistle 



blew! The time had come to go over the 
top. Henry squared his shoulders, and then 
with a mighty effort, tried to gain the top of 
the parapet. He almost made it, but then 
he slipped back into the trench. His head 
struck something hard, and for a short time 
everything was blank. 

When he came to himself again, he found 
he was lying surrounded by bits of glass. 
He saw his wife bending over him, and heard 
her ask, "What were you dreaming about, 
Henry?" Scrambling to his feet, he gazed 
around his bedroom in astonishment. The 
chiffonier was a wreck, his new alarm clock 
lay on the floor, and the little hand mirror 
was completely demolished! The "signal" 
to go over the top had come from his alarm 
clock; the parapet had been the chiffonier. 
Failing to stand on the chiffonier and keep 
his balance, he had fallen off and struck 
his head on the corner of the bed. "Well," 
he said, ruefully rubbing his head, "it's 
evident that that last piece of pie was one 
too many." 

— Edwin Russell '35 


Mr. Carlton was very ill, so the doctor 
said. Now everybody was running here and 
there with each bit of news as it was re- 
ported, because, you see, Mr. Jeffery Carlton 
was everyone's friend, and of course, every- 
one was anxious to hear just what was 
happening. Dr. Price didn't know the 
nature of the sick man's illness. He couldn't 
prescribe anything to cure him; he only 
knew that his patient wouldn't last much 
longer. The people couldn't believe it, for, 
as they told one another, Jeff Carlton was 
such a youthful man, so active and inter- 
ested in everything that was taking place. 
Of course, he had lived in Centerville as 
long as any of them could remember; he 
must be getting along in years. Come to 
think of it, no one really did know just how 
old he was, but from appearances he couldn't 
be more than thirty. So everything was 
done to please Jeff and to show his friends' 
appreciation of what he had done for them. 

Meanwhile, within the Carlton household 
all was still. A nurse knocked softly at a 
door. When it was opened, a young man 
stood before her. 

"Your grandfather is awake now and 
calling for you," she told him. "Please be 

quiet and don't excite him when you enter. 
He's very weak." 

Young Dan entered the sick room with his 
heart beating wildly. There was no one 
there except the dying man, as the doctor 
had gone out for a while. Dan approached 
the bedside wondering why his grandfather 
had called for him. He looked down upon 
the handsome features of the man who lay 
there so quietly. The eyes were closed. 
Dan stood fascinated by the face that had 
so attracted everyone else. Surely there 
could have been no evil connected with the 
life of this man who had always helped him 
with his troubles when he was a youngster. 
Dan often wondered how Jeff had been able 
to keep young for so long. 

The eyes suddenly opened. They wan- 
dered around the room and at last fell on 
the young man who stood by the bed. 

"Oh, it's you, Dan. I'm glad you've 
come." He was silent for a moment, then — 
"I called you in, Dan, boy, to tell you a 
strange story about myself. You're the only 
one, I believe, who would really understand 
what I have to say. Others would only 
laugh at me. . ." 

Pausing for a moment, he continued: 
"Long long ago, when I was just a young 
fellow, I used to travel around considerably. 
That was before I met your grandmother, 
mind you. I went all over Europe, parts of 
Asia and Africa, even South America — in 
fact I'd been almost everywhere there was 
to go. At this particular time of which I'm 
about to tell you, I was staying in London 
for a short while making preparations for 
more travel. There, something happened 
that made me lose my wanderlust. 

One night just as I was about to turn in — 
it was nearly midnight as I recall — there 
came a knock on my door. I opened it, 
wondering who could be calling on me at 
such an hour. A dignified little gentleman 
confronted me, and before I could ask what 
he wanted, he bustled on past me into the 
room. Turning around I found him standing 
in the center of the room, eyeing me warily 
as if to see what I would do next. 

'Won't you be seated?' I asked. 

He glanced around and finally selected 
my own easy chair. I perched myself on the 
edge of a table nearby. Upon looking at 
him more closely, I found a very self-satis- 
fied little person whose nose looked as if it 
liked to poke its way into matters of no 



concern to its owner. He was attired in a 
verv tight pair of trousers that were a trifle 
too short, and a vest and coat that looked 
as if they might have fitted a person three 
times his size. Over this was draped what 
was to have represented an overcoat. A 
silk hat and a cane completed the strange 

After waiting several minutes for him to 
speak, during which time he sat staring at 
me. 1 began to feel a bit queer. 

'Come. come, my man.' I said, 'it's late 
ar.d 1 must get some sleep tonight. What 
can I do for you? Who are you anyway?' 

'Don't be in a hurry. Jeffery Carlton." he 
shrilled at me. 'We have plenty of time. I 
want to get a good look at you before I tell 
you what brings me here. Who I am. doesn't 

1 surely don't know what he called a good 
look, because he had been staring at me 
since he entered the room. He knew my 
rame, too. I noticed: still I hadn't the 
slightest idea who he was. I continued to 
wait for him. idly drumming my fingertips 
on the table. He certainly was peculiar." 

At this point Jeff stopped and closed his 

es for a minute, as if picturing the little 
man as he had appeared years ago. 

"Yes, (irand-dad, and then what hap- 
pened?" Dan prompted. 

Jeff continued with his eyes closed. His 
voice was growing weaker. 

"The fellow suddenly jumped up and 
grabbed me by the arm, looking me straight 
in the eye. I believe now that he had me 
under a spell, because I felt as helpless as a 
baby when he touched me. 

'Jeff Carlton.' he said, 'you've been doing 
too much roaming around. If you'll promise 
to settle down. I'll give you something that 
will keep you young and in good health the 
rest of you life. You'll live to be very old, 
yet vou'U always remain young in appear- 
Vou'll be warned of death by three 
omens when your time us up. The first will 
be a dream of me. three nights before you 
go. the second will be the appearance of a 
Lighted candle in your dreams on the night 
preceding your death: the third will be 
th.- soft tinkling of bells just a few seconds 

•HI (ill- 

,r. I could reply or protest, the man 

.lie from his pocket and pricked 

my arm with it. Immediately, a sort of 

stupor settled over me and I apparently 
went to sleep. When I awoke next morning 
I was in my own bed. feeling as well as 
ever. I recalled my late visitor and. after 
thinking it over, decided that it was just a 
bad dream. What seemed the queerest to 
me though, was that after breakfast was 
over and I had my plans for traveling in 
parts of Australia before me. I discovered 
that I'd completely lost interest in the whole 
trip. I left London a day or so later and by 
chance came upon this peaceful place where 
I've lived ever since. I didn't take much 
stock in that midnight visit at first, but as 
time went by. and my appearance didn't 
seem to change. I began to believe that my 
dream was in truth a reality I would stay 
young until my death. And so you see I 
have, and perhaps now, Dan boy. the 
mystery of my youthful appearance is 

"Yes sir, I think I understand it all now. 
Grand-dad," Dan murmured in an awed 

"Well." the old man went on. "three 
nights ago I dreamed of the little man — the 
first omen of my death. Last night I saw 
the candle light in a dream — the second 
omen. Now I'm waiting for the last one — 
the bells." 

He closed his eyes and lay there quietly. 
Dan took his gradfather's hand in his own 
and was just about to speak, when there 
came a sound from very far off . . . and very 
faintly, the sound of bells . . . tinkling . . . 
calling . . . beckoning — the third omen. 

"The bells," Jeff exclaimed. "Hear them? 
I must go now." 

— Raymond Bradford '35 


God save you, Good Samaritan. 
The country sings your praise, 
You gave us one good start again 
To you, our hats we raise. 

From afar, you looked and felt 
The urge to come and lead: 
While silently we knelt, and prayed 
For a leader in our need. 

Thus you came to fight with us 
To struggle against all odds: 
As you looked around with us 
These were the sights you saw: 



Starvation, it was pitiful; 
On every side it seemed 
Poverty had drunk its fill, 
Not a ray of sunlight gleamed; 

Misery and strife lay before you, 
But you were not discouraged, 
You knew your country needed you 
That seemed to give you courage. 

The obstacles you have overcome, 
Not a president before 
Has ever had them to confront; 
Which makes us cheer you more. 

A negro, penniless and blue, 
Called you on the phone; 
So pitiful, he said to you, 
"I'm going to lose my home." 

And while he waited breathlessly 
For your answer to his plea; 
These words you uttered mercifully, 
"Your home preserved shall be." 

All who asked received your help. 
Now bare dinner pails are few; 
To Warm Springs for their health 
Little tots are sent by you. 

Many homes of the United States 
Have your picture on the wall, 
And to your kindly, smiling face 
They look for guidance, all. 

We'll cheer in thirty-six again, 
We're loyal, staunch and true, 
We'll ne'er forget the People's friend, 
Our thanks, Roosevelt, to you. 

— Catherine Paul '35 


You say that I am young, that I have yet to 

Life's disillusionment, its ecstasy and woe. 
Recall your youth, you were not once so 

coldly wise, 
At these same things you winced, who sit 

with hardened eyes 
And do not understand. Shall I forget as 

And answer questing youth with words so 

harshly true? 
Will tarnished logic then from failing 

mem'ry spring 
Or from a deep distrust of creeds to which 

I cling? 

— Sheila Swenson '36 


A vagabond's life is mine to lead, 
I'll drift to lands afar; 
Not knowing the ideal place to go 
Just following my star. 

I'll lead a merry, merry life, 
As place to place I roam, 
And if I tire of wandering 
I'll turn and go back home. 

Alone I'll stand on some far shore 
Beside a rippling stream, 
My urge to wander'll come once more, 
Then I'll begin to dream. 

Of some far land, in some strange place 
Which I have failed to see, 
And then I'll leave those silver sands. 
New shores are luring me. 

O'er swelling seas I'll float along 
To sunlit town and moonlit wood, 
For ever calls that dreamy song 
For ever beats my answ'ring blood. 

But some day in some distant land, 
Again — this urge to roam, 
And then I'll travel once again 
That road toward home, sweet home. 

— Alice Dresser '36 


Peter has acts and ways quite strange; 
His color is a striped gray, 
He's had a youthful case of mange, 
But that's not all I have to say. 

As nearly everybody knows, 
At least, if they have seen a cat, 
That cats most always have five toes 
With which to pounce upon a rat; 

My dear friend Peter hasn't five, 
Alone he stalks around on seven. 
With kingly dignity he'll strive 
To reach at last his catty heaven. 

When once he found the door closed tight, 
He clawed his way up to the latch; 
And then with all his main and might 
With lunging paw he hit the catch; 

And when it didn't open then 
His stately mien was still unjarred; 
With strength he hit the latch again 
Then with his nose he pushed quite hard. 

Until the door was open wide 
When with a very loud meow 
He entered with the greatest pride. 

— Annetta Barrus '37 



Not on the golden eagle 
Do we see Lincoln's face; 

Not on the shining silver 

The dear loved features trace: 

But to the lowly copper. 
A humhle coin instead, 

Was giv'n the highest honor 
Of bearing Lincoln's head. 

No man of many millions 

That lowly coin would grasp; 
But childhood's chubby fingers 

That penny oft will clasp; 
The poor man will esteem it. 

And mothers hold it dear. 
The plain, the common people, 

Whom Lincoln loved when here. 

Katharine Ozzotek '37 

Continued from Page 4 

Trying to understand those with whom 
we associate from day to day will help us to 
understand those whom we meet less often, 
even those of other nations. 

Just before the World War the countries 
of Europe were not tolerant of each other's 
actions. They did not take the time to try 
to understand the hopes and fears of the 
other nations. Lies spread and suspicions 
grew until we had the "War to End Wars'' 
But did it end war? Never have these 
nations been so heavily armed, so suspicious 
of each other, so intolerant. 

Never will we have world peace until we 
have tolerance and understanding between 
nations and peoples. How will this be 
brought about? By education'.' Yes! 

The cause of the recent textile strike was 
traced directly to the misunderstandings 
that existed between employers and em- 
ployees. As soon as the heads of the labor 
and capital units were brought together and 
each found out the other's grievances, they 
tried to remedy them and thus brought 
about a more tolerant relationship. 

Then- arc many other instances, such as 
the nc cni persecution of the -lews in (ler- 
f 1 1 ; 1 1 1 - . thai show ;h( great, lack of tolerance 
prevalent in this world of ours. 

However, these international and nation- 
al differences cannot he settled if we our- 
ire not toleranl of each other as we 
daily perform our tasks. 

War will cease; capital and labor will 
work together for their mutual good; and 
petty quarrels will fade away only when 
the Spirit of Tolerance pervades the land. 

Charles L. Warner '35 


A common definition of a sponge is 
"one who lives upon others." What a large 
number of sponges we see among our 
school comrades! Most pupils of the modern 
generation refuse to take their studies 
seriously and contract the bad habit of 
copying the papers of conscientious neigh- 
bors. This plagiarism is the most annoying 
as well as the most common trait of a 
sponge's character. 

A sponge will never amount to anything, 
for early in life he has formed the habit of 
depending upon his friends for everything. 
A little friendly advice now and then does 
one good, and living is made much easier 
and more worthwhile by the comradeship of 
a friend who can be counted on to give help 
when it is needed. But depending upon our 
friends for advice and assistance is very 
different from depending upon them for one's 
whole existence. 

Our neighbors would not have a very 
high opinion of us if we were to go to their 
homes each day to borrow clothes and food. 
They would laugh at us and make us feel 
ridiculous. Most normal persons would 
never think of doing such a thing; still, 
some readily and regularly copy their 
neighbors' papers and think nothing of it. 
Yet, in their hearts they must feel that such 
actions are wrong, and everyone who is well 
acquainted with them says, "What sponges!" 

Besides being a parasite and of no use in 
the world, a sponge is disliked by his ac- 
quaintances. Who wants to associate with 
anyone who is friendly only because he knows 
he can get something out of you? Who can 
put up with someone who is eternally say- 
ing, "Will you lend me this?" or "May I 
borrow that?" Sponging is absolutely 
detrimental to popularity. 

High school is a common place for 
sponges. It is like a collection of butter- 
flics we see all kinds, and all their differ- 
ent traits. A high school student who makes 
a practice of sponging will never succeed 
in life. 

Marguerite Sabo '36 



We Should Like to See 

Mr. Foster walk to school. 

Evelyn's desk without a bunch of boys 
around it. 

The Goshen girls miss the morning mail at 
the Burgy postoffice. 

Billy Howe's mysterious blonde. 

Mr. Foster collect the money on his note ;. 

Esther in the right stateroom. 

Annie without her frequent and sudden out- 

The Goshen girls quiet. 

Vardic Golash with his hair combed. 

Doris Hayden smile th? first period in the 

Howard Willson know what is going on in 
English class. 

Room 1 quiet when the second bell rings. 

Hans Nietsche on time. 

The Seniors have their class meetings at 

Charles and Sheila walk somewhere besides 
on Petticoat Hill after school. 

Song Hits 

Charles Warner, "Love, You Opened My 

Albert Mosher, "Love in Bloom." 
Evelyn Rustemeyer, "Dust Off that Old 

Marguerite Sabo, "Parlez-moi d'amour." 
Pauline Packard, "I must have a Man." 
Howard Willson, "In My Solitude." 
Kenneth Witt, "Somebody Stole My Gal." 
Ruth Sylvester, "When Irish Eyes Are 

The Office, "Blue Room." 

Raymond Bradford, "Just an Old Banjo." 
Rodney Galbraith, "Irresistable." 
Senior Class, "Lullaby of Broadway." 
Maynard Witt, "I Won't Dance." 

Miss Walsh (to English class), "It's Easy 

to Remember." 
Mr. Foster, "What's the Reason." 

Charlie and Sheila, "Two Li 'tie Flies on a 
Lump of Sugar." 

James Stone, "Did You Ever See a Dream 

Doris Hayden, "Try to See it My Way." 


Mrs. Warner — "What was the most im- 
portant event in Harding's administration?" 
Hans Nietsche "His death." 

Mr. Foster —"What is the most obvious 
reaction of thermit?" 

Hans Nietsche — "It lights in your hair." 

Esther (on the boat going to New York) — 
"Are we going around the lighthouse or is 
the lighthouse going around us?" 

Charles Warner (at a store in Ohio) — "Eight 
one-cent stamps, please." 

As clerk hands them to him - "How much 
are they?" 

Mrs. Warner —"What are the duties of a 
County Treasurer?" 

Sheila Swenson — "He has a coroner or a 
medical examiner." 



Back row — R. Bradford, E. Rustemeyer, A. Bisbee 
Front row — E. Russell, D. Metz, E. Wheeler, C. Warner 

Pro Merito Society 

President, Edwin Russell 

Secretary, Eleanor Wheeler 

Treasurer, Allen Bisbee 

The W.H.S. Pro Merito Society attended 
two meetings of the Western Massachusetts 
Pro Merito Society this year. On November 
10, 1934, West Springfield High School 
entertained us at the Y.M.C.A. The business 
meeting was followed by a luncheon, at 
which there was speaking by the students 
and an inspiring address. Later we were 
invited to a football game at League Park, 
West Springfield vs. Agawam. The follow- 
ing attended from our school: Dorothy 
Metz, Evelyn Rustemeyer, Eleanor Wheeler, 
Allen Bisbee and Edwin Russell, accom- 
panied by Miss Dunphy, Principal. 

The second convention was held in the 
spring at Technical High School, Spring- 
field, on May 11, 1935. At the business 
uncling a standard design for a society 
banner was voted upon; there were also 

discussions concerning a motto, but no 
decision was reached. An invitation for the 
fall convention from Amherst High School 
was unanimously accepted. The following 
officers were elected: President, Harding 
Jenkins of Amherst High School; Vice- 
President, Pauline Wheeler of Arms Acad- 
emy; Secretary, Ruth Woods of Technical 
High School. The main speaker at the con- 
vention was Rev. Walter L. Bailey of 
Springfield, who took as his theme the de- 
velopment of the inner world. The follow- 
ing from Williamsburg attended: Dorothy 
Metz, Evelyn Rustemeyer, Eleanor Wheeler 
and Edwin Russell, accompanied by the 
Principal, Miss Dunphy. 

A special meeting of the principals was 
held for the purpose of forming a state Pro 
Merito Society the need of which had been 
felt for a long time. A constitution and by- 
laws were adopted, and officers elected. 
This new group consists of eleven men who 
represent the five different districts in the 
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Front row — A. Mosher*, Mrs. Warner, coach, A. Barrus 

* National Speech Tournament Entrant 

Debating Society 

President, Charles Warner '35 

Vice-President, Allen Bisbee '35 

Secretary, Albert Mosher '35 

Executive Committee 

Evelyn Rustemeyer '35 Henry Howe '36 

Edwin Russell '35 

The usual preliminary debates were held. 
The first, on the continuation of the N.R.A., 
was won by Vernon Russell with Florence 
Lloyd second; the second, on Federal Aid to 
Education was won by Annetta Barrus with 
Phyllis Damon second; the third, on 
International Shipment of Munitions, will 
be presented too late for this issue. Due to 
the fact that at least one of the boys entering 
the speech tournaments would have had to 
be on the interscholastic debating team, this 
phase of debating had to be postponed but 
will be taken up with renewed enthusiasm 
next year. 


Upon the invitation of the secretary of 
the National Forensic League, Williamsburg 
High School entered the N.F.L. 's New 
England District Speech Tournament as a 
new venture this year. Any student who 
had won at least ten points in interscholastic 
speech activity was eligible. This opened 
the tourney to three senior boys who had 
been on interscholastic debating teams: 
Allen Bisbee, Albert Mosher, and Charles 
Warner. The invitation, sent through the 
New England chairman, was originally for 
a November tournament. Due to change 
of chairmen and illness, the tourney was 
twice postponed. Finally, after patient 
waiting and much hard work, these boys 
journeyed to Boston with their coach, Mrs. 
Raymond Warner, and entered five of the 
six events. Here they won two first places 
and one second. 

For the benefit of the townspeople who 
could not hear them in Boston, they gave a 
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Standing — M. Witt, Faculty Mgr. Foster, Coach Snow, Manager Howe 
Sitting - W. Golash, R. Craves, F. Packard, W. Howe, C. Witt, H. Waite, J. Walsh 


The boy's basketball team, under the 
guidance of a new coach, Austin Snow, had 
a fairly successful season. With five letter- 
men returning from last year the team won 
eight games and lost seven, although it was 
handicapped a little by sickness. The team 
finished in a tie for second place in the 
Franklin League, but it succeeded only in 
-p] it ting even with its most ancient rival. 
Sanderson Academy in the two games 
played. The scores of all games follow: 
W.H.S. 29 Cummington 9 

WHS 18 Clark School 30 



Smith School 




















Smith School 








Smith School 























Austin Snow also took over the coaching 
dutii-s for the baseball team. He has 
moulded a fairly good team into shape and 
it Dopes to have a successful season. 

At this writing the team ha- played only 

three games. The first with Charlemont, 
Burgy losing 6-4; the second with Smith 
School, Burgy losing out 18-2; the third 
with Sanderson Academy, Burgy winning 
7-5. Games are scheduled this year also 
with Belchertown and Clarke School. 




Standing — Faculty Mgr. Foster, K. Ozzolek, Coach Snow 
M. Hobbs, R. Black, E. Rustemeyer (Capt.), R. Sylvester, E. Thayer, N. Nietsche 

Girls' Basketball 

With four members of last year's team 
lost through graduation, the prospects for 
this year's girl's team were not very bright. 
However several new players were uncovered 
and the girls entered every game with a 
fighting spirit. Although winning only three 
games, others were lost by close scores. 
Nearly every player will be back next year 
and as the outlook seems much brighter 
the team hopes to have a better record. 

The scores: 































Smith School 




Smith School 








Smith Acad 2d 




The New York Trip 

The day the Seniors had so patiently 
waited for had finally arrived. The bus 
which took twenty-one eager Seniors and 
Mr. Foster, the chaperon, to Providence 
left the school at two o'clock. 

At the pier we boarded the Chester W. 
Chapin. After a delicious supper most of 
the people went out on deck. 

At 4 a.m. everyone was on deck to see 
the New York skyline. Going down the 
East River we went under four famous 
bridges and also saw the Statue of Liberty. 

A bus drove us to Hotel Bristol where 
•vere to stay. At 10 a.m. the whole group 
started out for the New York Times Press. 
When we arrived at the Press we found they 
were in mourning for Mr. Ochs. manager 
and owner. We were surprised to learn how 
quickly a newspaper could be made. After 
an enjoyable tour of the press we went back 
to the hotel. Soon after dinner we were off 
again for the N.B.C. studios. 

Arriving at the studios we were delighted 
to find that we were to listen to some of the 
broadca - 

In the evening we all went to the Radio 

City Music Hall. The theater which was 
very beautiful, held us all spellbound. 

The next morning was our free morning. 
Some went to the Museum of Natural 
History and a few went to visit friends. In 
the afternoon we went on a sight seeing 
tour. The bus took us through Broadway. 
Fifth Avenue. Harlem. Chinatown. River- 
side Drive, and Wall Street. We saw the 
Chrysler. Woolworth and Empire State 
buildings, and the Little Church Around 
the Corner. A visit to the Aquarium and a 
tour of the ocean liner Corinthea completed 
our entertainment for the afternoon. Every- 
one was sorry to think that in a few minutes 
we would be leaving New York. 

The bus left us at the pier where we 
boarded the Richard Peck. We went to 
Providence on the boat and took a bus for 
Williamsburg. We arrived tired but very 

We are sorry that the rest of the class 
could not go. as we know they would have 
enjoyed themselves as much as we did. We 
wish to extend our sincere thanks to all 
those who helped make this trip possible. 
— Lena Xieuiadomski "35 


Continued from Page 35 
pre-tournament program at Helen James 
Hall assisted by Robert Nash, soloist. Leslie 
Packard, violinist, and Mrs. Raymond 
Sylvester, pianist. Their program included: 

Original Oration. "Marshall. Man of 
Destiny"* .Allen Bisbee 

Extempore Speech. "Child Labor Amend- 
ment" Charles Warner 

Humorous Declamation. "Brotherly 

Love" Albert Mosher 

Oratorical Declamation. "Calvin 

Coolidge" Allen Bisbee 

Dramatic Declamation. "A Boy's Ad- 
venture" Charles Warner 

Their success at Boston made W. H. S. 
eligible to enter three events in N V L '« 
National Speech Tournament at Kent. Ohio 

on May 6 to 10. No schools west of Greater 
Boston had ever been eligible before and 
these boys and their school were given much 
deserved publicity because of this. 

With the generous contributions made by 
the school committee, various organizations, 
individual friends, and their parents and 
with Mr. Edward Foster as acting coach, 
chauffeur and chaperon, these boys motored 
to Kent and entered the National Tourna- 
ment. Neither they nor any other New 
England entrants won honors in this tourney, 
but the experience of the trip, the competi- 
tion with professionally trained young men. 
and the fact that they had been the means 
of placing their small high school on the 
national roster of progressive schools which 
realize the importance of speech training, 
well repaid them for their hard work and 
strenuous trip. 



Alumni Notes 


President David Hoxie 

Vice-President Margaret Trainor 

Secretary Alice Dansereau 

Treasurer Alfred Pomeroy 


Millie Dansereau Barry Gray 

Robert Nash Mary Walsh 

Robert Mathers Anne Dunphy 

George Munson Mrs. R. A. Warner 

Leslie Packard Edward Foster 


Richard Manwell '26 Yale Divinity 

Phyllis Baker '31 
Catherine Otis '31 
Carroll Thayer '31 
Priscilla Webb '31 
Esther Lupien '32 
Ruth Pittsinger '32 

Smith College 

Smith College 

Mass. State College 

Cooley Dickinson Hosp. 

Cooley Dickinson Hosp. 

North Adams State 

Teacher's College 

CLASS OF 1934 

Marie Allaire —McCarthy's Bus. College 
Anna Baj — At home 
Carolyn Barr — Working in New Jersey 
Marjorie Damon —Post Graduate, W.H.S. 
Dorothy Field -Smith School 

Richard Field —Post Graduate at W.H.S. 
Norman Graves —Vermont Academy 
Gertrude King — Bridgewater Teachers Col. 
Chester King —Working at Beebe's Lunch 
Gilbert Loud — At home 
Viola Mason —Working in Northampton 
Edith Merritt — Working in Boston 
George Mollison — At home 
Louise Mosher —At home 
Edward Murphy — McCarthy's Bus. Col. 
Rita Riley — Northampton Commercial Col. 
Nancy Sheehan — Northampton Com. Col. 
Henry Soltys — McCarthy's Bus. College 
Thomas Stone —At home 
Mildred Sylvester —Smith College 
Virginia Warner — At home 
Elizabeth Webb -Smith School 

Richard Burke '33 Worcester Tech 

Louise Kellogg '33 Cooley Dickinson Hosp. 


Irene G. Porter '31 to Ernest A. Parker 
Alice Graves '24 to Harold Streeter 
Alice Nash '27 to Leslie Packard '27 
Elizabeth Healy '31 to Harold Hayes 


A son to Catherine Burke Peeney 
A daughter to Murray Graves 


Continued from Page 34 

state that now have Pro Merito societies. 
The state officers are as follows: President, 
Mr. Howell K. Thayer of Easthampton; 
Vice-President, Mr. James P. Reed of 
Hadley; Secretary, Mr. E. B. Smith of 
Greenfield. Dr. C. A. Cockayne of Techni- 
cal High School was elected Executive 
Secretary to carry on all business of the 
state society when the board of governors 
is not in session. In the constitution the 
purpose of the new organization was ex- 
pressed as follows: "To establish an official, 
central body that shall adopt such rules 
and regulations as may be necessary for the 
chartering of Pro Merito societies and for 
their government, the purpose of such 
societies being to afford encouragement of 

superior scholastic achievement by recog- 
nition comparable with that now given for 
athletic achievement." 

According to the constitution any Class A 
secondary school may be granted a Pro 
Merito charter on application of the princi- 
pal, providing the school agrees to live up 
to all requirements of the state society. 
These requirements include the maintenance 
of a minimum standard of 85 ', as a general 
average in all studies taken for admission 
to membership in the society; the sending 
to headquarters each year the names of all 
members in the local chapter; to co-operate 
with the other societies in promoting 
interest in scholarship; and to pay to the 
state society annual dues of one dollar. 

Technical High School in Springfield was 
chosen as the permanent headquarters of 
the society. 


The advertisers have been a great factor in 
making this book possible. All of them 
have met with the stamp of approval from 
either the students, the alumni, or the school 
authorities: so we urge with wholehearted- 
that you too patronize these advertisers. 

Modern Education 

Our modern school systems put a lot of work upon growing eyes 
which puts a strain upon those with defective vision. Latent 
defects in the eyes of children should be carefully looked after. 
A little foresight now may keep them from wearing glasses later 
and will help them in their studies. Let us examine their eyes. 


201 Main Street Telephone 18 -W Northampton 




Northampton Commercial 


"The School of Thoroughness" 

Northampton Massachusetts 

JOHN C. PICKETT, Principal 
40th year 40th year 


100 Main Street. Northampton 




Tel. Chesterfield i I Tel. Chesterfield 4-3 


Dealers in all kinds of Grain, Feed. Fertilizers. Salt, Cement and 

Agricultural Tools 

Bird & Sons Roofing Papers Engines and Separators 

International Harvester Co. McCormick Line Harvesting Machinery 

Building Material Oliver Plows and Cultivators High Grade Grass Seed 

-folk Paint 

our prices on anything you need before ordering elsewhere 

Telephone Williamsburg 271 Williamsburg. Mass.. R.F.D. 1 





In the year 1934 many changes were made to keep abreast of ever 
changing conditions, to make this a big city store. More changes 
have been planned for 1935. We can't stand still. We must and 
are going forward. Make it your business to come to McCallum's 
often, we want you to see what we are doing to make this, the 
store where you'll want to do all your shopping. 

McCallums Dept. Store 

Northampton, Mass. 


Insurance of Every Form 


Everything Pertaining to Travel 

Nonotuck Savings Bank Building 
78 Main Street (Second Floor) Northampton 

Office Phone 351 Residence, 160 South St., Phone 348 


That this little meter will tell you if 
you have sufficient light at home and 
in the classroom for eyesight pro- 
tection? Ask for a free sight meter 
test at once. 



Business is a practical vocation. It requires certain definite ability of those who 
seek employment who hope to be chosen from the crowd. Secretarial, Ac- 
counting and Business Administration training are the most effective avenues 
leading to employment and advancement in business. 

Through close association, we are familiar with the requirements of business 
offices. Our graduates are equipped to do the work necessary to secure office 
positions and to win advancement. Complete information on courses will 
gladly be sent on request 

w. h. McCarthy business college 

45 Gothic Street Northampton Tel. 2186 

Compliments of 

A Friend 





C. A. Sharpe, Inc. 

Maytag Aluminum Washers Champion Range Burners 

Electric Refrigeration 

Hart Oil Burners 

16 Crafts Avenue Northampton 




Newell Funeral Home 


74 King Street Northampton 



Telephone Williamsburg 3622 



Telephone 610 
227 Main Street Northampton 






Hardware and General Merchandise 

Chilson's Auto Top Shop 

W. Leroy Chilson 


Upholstered Furniture Automobile Plate Glass 

Harness Shop Auto Top? and Upholstery 

Slip Covers and Cushions Awnings 

34 Center Street Telephone 1822 Northampton 


Grass Seed Grain Hay Landscaping 

131 Bridge Street Tel. 2885 rthampton 



Northampton, Mass. 

Compliments of 

James R. Mansfield & Son 



William Baker & Son 



Chesterfield, Mass. 

Compliments of 

The Haydenville House 



Wiggins Old Tavern 

"An Inn of Colonial Charm" 

Excellent food Popular prices 

Rooms S2.50 and up 

Let us serve your parties and banquets 



Lady Assistant 
A service of courtesy, sympathy, and economy 
Tel. Northampton 61-W 

R. E. Edwards. Tel. 61-R N. E. Enwright. Tel. 61-Y 

Compliments of 



Tel. 3402 Williamsburg 

Compliments of 

A Friend 

Compliments of 

Compliments of 

A Friend 

Williamsburg Grocery 

Flowers to wear and table decorations 

Compliments of 

should come from the finest shop 

in Western Massachusetts 

Herlihy's Dry Goods 





Quality Merchandise 


Kenwood Blankets 

We Buy Old Gold 

Carter's Underwear 

Knickernick Underwear 

112 Main Street Northampton 

118 Main Street Northampton 


For Reliable Wrist Watches 
and Jewelry, visit 





116 Main Street Northampton 

Compliments of 

The Clary Farm 


Try Our Maple Syrup 

Telephone 3563 

Compliments of 

Ervvin and Ethel Allen 



Supplies at 


Foster Farrar Co. 

16 Main Street 



A Good Place to Eat Home Cooking 
Dine and Dance Accommodations 
Berkshire Trail A. L. Beebe, Prop. 



Brief Cases Ring Binders 

Bill Folds and Dressing Cases 

Harlowe Luggage Store 

28 Center St. Northampton 

Compliments of 

Alvah Adams 



Dalton, Mass. 


Whately Gardens 

Whately, Mass. 

Cut Flowers Potted Plants 

Wedding and Funeral Boquets 

Compliments of 

H. D. Stanton 


West Chesterfield 

Knight's Hairdressing 

Frederic's Vita Tonic and Vitron 

Permanent Waving 

Croquignole Self-setting 

Marceling Fingerwaving 

Opp. St. Michael's School 
74 State Street Northampton 

Compliments of 

Fleming's Boot Shop 


For the young man who graduates this 

year we have everything that he will 

need for this important occasion. 

Merritt Clark & Co. 


Compliments of 

R. A. Warner 

Delivered Daily 


Compliments of 



Compliments of 

John H. Graham 


When in need of Clothing, Furnishings, 
or Shoes for Men and Boys 


The Florence Store 

90 Maple St., Florence 

Telephone 828-W J. A. Longtin 

Service — Quality — Satisfaction 

Williamsburg Garage 

Telephone 4351 

Service Station Auto Repairing 

Battery Service 

Ice Cream, Candy, Cigars 


Compliments of 

C. O. Carlson 


Compliments of 



The "E & J" Cigar Co. 

Manufacturers of Cigars 


Wholesalers of 

Cigars, Cigarettes and Tobacco 

Telephone 815-M 
23 Main Street Northampton 

Compliments of 

Dr. N. N. Dunphy 

Compliments of 



78 Main Street Northampton 



Transient, Week-end and 

Permanent Guests 

Satisfaction Guaranteed 


43 South St. Williamsburg 



Your outfit will be correct 

but not expensive 



Athletic Supplies for every Sport 

T. A. Purseglove 

15 State Street Northampton 

Compliments of 


Lewis H. Black 

Gladiolus Gardens 

High Quality Late Strawberries 
On the Berkshire Trail 

Orders taken for 

Holland Grown Tulips, Hyacinths 

and other spring flowering bulbs 

until July 15 

Tel. 3562 Williamsburg 

Village Hill Road 
Tel. 4663 Williamsburg 

Pierce's Paint Store 

Roscoe K. Noble 

Paints Wall Paper Glass 


Painters' Supplies 

186 Main St. Tel. 1207 

Office Phone 2986- W 78 Main St. 


Res. Phone 2986-R Northampton 

Fred M. Hemenwav 


Compliments of 




P. H. McAvoy 

Res. 4443 Milk Station 4791 


Music Studio 


"The School of Achievement' 1 '' 


Banjo, Mandolin, Guitar 
and kindred instruments 


Tel. 2650 
142 Main St. Northampton 

24 Main St. Northampton 


Compliments of 

Mrs. Clayton Rhoades 



Bred to Win, Lay and Pay 


190 Main St. Northampton 

Jones' Glad Gardens 



164 Main Street Northampton 



Telephone 4554 

Watches and Jewelry Repairing 

Haydenville Mass. 


A. Soltys 

Village Hill Nursery 





Telephone 223 Haydenville 


T. P. Larkin 

Compliments of 



Telephone 4231 Haydenville 

Ely Funeral Chapel 


Lady Assistant 

Tel. 1292-W Northampton 

Compliments of 


North Street Northampton 

Compliments of 


Haydenville, Mass. 

Used furniture always on hand at 

George H. Bean 

Auctioneer Insurance 
36 Meadow St. Florence 

Compliments of 

Beldings Laundry 

Tel. 392 Northampton 


Northampton s Liveliest Store 

Our best wishes to 
the Williamsburg graduates 


Home of Stein-Block Clothes 
32 Main St. Northampton 

Snyder's Express 

Tel. 5-11 Worthington 

Compliments of 


Next to First National Store 

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